Iridescent. {Linkin Park Fanfiction}

Der beste Flach Witz?

"Okay. Two years ago my life was totally different. I lived a normal teenager life, with normal problems like school grades, boys and stuff like that. But then..." ich stockte und musste schlucken. Mir stiegen immer noch die Tränen in die Augen wenn ich daran zurück dachte. "You're okay?" fragte Michael. "Yeah. It's okay. Uhm, then everything changed. It turned out that the women I thought it was my Mum kidnapped me when I was a few days old. Well, then everything was diffrent, I've got a whole new family, a whole new story and a whole new life. But I survived it. I learned to deal with it and see the positive sides. And you should do this too Michael." sagte ich und biss mir auf die Zunge um nicht in Tränen auszubrechen. "Oh my God. That's awful. I feel so sorry for you Charlotte." "Now it's your turn." sagte ich schnell mit zitternder Stimme. "Okay... It started a few years ago. I was married but something was different then the time when we married. She, my Ex-wife, was different. She get cold and everything and when I tasked her she told me that she cheated on me and isn't sure if our kids were from me. Well, after a relationship therapy we get divorced. Now I'm here, can't see my kids and get almost nothing." ich bemerkte das beben in seiner Stimme. Gut es war so heftig, man konnte es gar nicht überhören. "Oh Michael. That's so sad. I'm so sorry. I'm here for you even if you have no Idea who I am. Well, kind of you know me, 'cause you know something about me, what almost no one knows." sagte ich. "Thank you. It feels good to talk about it." sagte Michael. "Where are you from?" fragte ich ihn. "Los Angeles. And you?" "I live here. But my, yeah uhm real family, lives also in L.A." antwortete ich ihm. "Really? That's faith." lachte er. "You're laughing, yeahi." sagte ich und stimmte mit ein. "I guess that's the first time for a long time." "Should I tell you a joke so it lasts?" fragte ich. "Okay?" "Who are you when you celebrate New Years Eve  or rather Silvester alone?" "I have no Idea? Forever alone?" versuchte er. "No. Silvester Staylone." sagte ich trocken. Obwohl das der absolute Flach Witz war began Michael total an zu lachen. "I guess, hahahahahhahahaha I'm Silver Staylone hundred times hahaha?" lachte er. "Attention. Don't fall 'cause of laughing so hard." lachte ich mit. "Thank you Charlotte.  You bright up my day. No, my year." sagte er immer noch lachend. "Michael?" "Yes Charlotte?" "I have to sleep now. I have to get up early." sagte ich. "Can I leave you alone?" fragte ich. "Yes. Thank you so much." sagte er. "No need to thank me. It was a honor to help you." "Wait, I have a question." sagte er schnell. "Yeah?" "Do you stay here longer?" "Yes, for the next five to six months." antwortete ich ihm. "Then I have another question." "Yes?" lachte ich. "This evening at 9 p.m. again here?" "I would really like to meet you here again at 9 p.m."sagte ich und grinste. "Okay, I look forward to meet you again. Good Night Charlotte." "Good Night Michael." sagte ich und ging rein. Er tat das selbe. Ich ging noch kurz ins Bad und kuschelte mich dann in mein Bett. "Michael. Du bist mein Mysterium." flüsterte ich und schloss dann die Augen. Zum ersten mal seit Jahren wieder relativ gut.